Thursday, November 19, 2015

Confession #5


Every Friday for the past two years, I have been taking my great-grandma to get her hair done at a hair salon called Shear Designs. She has been getting her hair done since she was around 16 years old to the extent that when Shear Designs moved locations, she continued to go instead of finding a different one closer to home. She lives in a home that used to be a hotel so the doors have key cards and automatically lock when shut. So, she will occasionally remember to prop her door open for me. When she doesn't, I have to knock and wait for her to open it. She is old, quiet, and slow in moving. Almost every time her door is closed, I wonder if it'll be the day that she doesn't answer the door. 

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